My brother...Sorry

Growing up...we wore each others clothes,

Growing up...we shared each others secrets,

Growing up... We connected at a different level,

Growing up...we knew we would be around, 

just a glance away!

I am sorry for troubling you brother...

You still remain and will always be my favorite...

P.S. Dedicated to Shawn

Don't Quit!

The biggest risk that one has - Is to be a Quitter!

A dream is just the miles between a thought and reality, which can only be accomplished by two words – Don’t Quit!

There may be disagreements, failures, wrong curves taken, bumps, hurdles....one has no control on any of these....

It can be brutal. In fact it always is, but the trick is to remain in the game.

All the success stories have bricks of fear, failure, hurdles in their foundation;  but out of these the strongest brick in all remains to continue the path.

The path maybe absolutely unknown and full of uncertainty which can lead to anxiety, self-sabotage, scare – even paralysis. Unknown can kill dreams. Sadly, it often does.

But, Unknown is also the single most consistent factor in those who experience the same dreams come true.

Photo by: Ajay Sharma

As Robin says, “To lead without a title you will have to be unrealistically persistent and wildly courageous.”

Few ways I have learnt which will walk one through those miles from a dream to reality,

•      Improve your expertise in the field
•       Reasons for accomplishing something must be compelling enough, then nothing can stop you
•       Create a support system/team around you to motivate when you are close to quitting
•       Take everything as a lesson
•       Realize what you have to lose if you don’t go after what you care about

The best way to keep yourself going is to leave every person you meet energetic, positive and more in love with life than you found them.

Photo by: Ashutosh Amin

FaLL or HangOVEr

Drinking chilled beer, gets you high, also gets you a hangover.

But the morning cup of coffee gets you off it.

For one to wake up with a hangover and come over it, is easy...

How easy is it for one to wake up from a bad FaLL in life and come over with it?

How many cuppa coffee will help?

Sometimes a full mug and sometimes a sip gets you back in the mood.

A mug or a sip, what will work, DepEnDs on...?

Most of us would answer on how bad the FaLL was.

However, I have a question, how quick one would be OVEr the hangOVER depends on loads of tributaries like tense or relax drinking, food or no food with it, the company; then how come our bouncing back from a FaLL in life only depends on the intensity of the FaLL.

Things like strength within, lessons from past mistakes have no role to play? Only thing in consideration is the FaLL?

Once the focus from FaLL shifts to the tributaries, is when one really starts to enjoy drinking and stop dreading the hangOVEr...

So enjoy the FaLL, don’t dread it!!

Photo by: Ashutosh Amin

If I knew...

If I knew it’s the last time your eyes connect to me, I would gaze a littler deeper,

If I knew it’s the last time your arms comfort me, I would embrace a little harder,

If I knew it’s the last time my ears on your shoulders hearing the heart beat, I would listen more clearer,

If I knew it’s the last time your hands holding mine, I would hold a little tighter,

Photo By: Ashutosh Amin

If  knew it’s the last time I could express my love, I would never assume you know,

If I knew you were to go, I would surely tell you, you are the one – the one I always waited for...

Sound of Instincts

Nothing exists...

no logic, no understanding, explanation of well wishers, strength of the strong pillars you build around over the years

...when your instincts talk, all others sounds gradually become less clear until finally disappears, as if they do not exist.

The right place, the right time, right things to  do have no meaning; beyond the direction your instincts.

The words from the instincts have a language of their own, if one understands would never then misspell any move in life.

Those words are which need to be lived!

If one lets the language of instincts merge into its being there would be no expanse one can’t achieve.

If the words are gone, unheard, joy would then loose its brilliance and sadness would have no end. 

Inner Conflict - II

“Its because of THEM not understanding...

 THEY remain an obstruction in my happiness...”

As easy as it sounds, aren’t we really letting the devil within to work overtime and still in illusion that the angel is doing the work, whereas believing, its only the devil within that someone else who is up and running!

Remember, the devil within someone else cannot pop up and run without the devil within us being in the active mode...

I could be yours...

Your eyes talk to me, they recite the story of your heart,

I wish was in my hands, I could be yours...

Your arms protect me, they give the security I always longed for,

I wish was in my hands, I could be yours...

Your silence tears apart my soul, it adds a deeper meaning than any word ever you spoke,

I wish was in my hands, I could be yours...

Your re-assurances secure me, they give new dynamics to the word ‘belonging’,

I wish was in my hands, I could be yours...

Dead while you are alive...

Most of us are dead while we are breathing!

One continues living the death of the old style methodology which definitely will attract stagnation from the environment.

Only route to a new you in one’s lifetime is a must live of many deaths.

If its for a short time, being dead while alive is great, as it shows the path for much awaited renewal.

Else, you will always be dead while your alive! Which is the worse than being dead and in hell....

Relationships are two sided – Myth!

A guy proposes after being friends with a  girl for 10 years, girl refuses, as she believes that he was after her dad’s money.

Girl’s Illusion – All are after my dad’s money.

Reality – No one could have loved her more than him.

A girl spends three years to make her best friend understand that how much she wants to be with him.

Guy’s illusion – All want to be with me because I am a great advisor.

Reality – She really loved him.

A girl spends prime years of her life in explaining her boyfriend to improve in life overall as he conducts himself, thinks etc...as later his ego would hurt when others only praise her for growing in life and not to him...

Guy’s illusion – She just wants to show how smart she is.

Reality – She loved him the most, refused a lot better guys for him. Always aimed at unity and togetherness between themselves.

The three stories are true, the unfortunate part all of the partners acted as per their illusion, completely ignoring the reality.

How long will we Continue praying for the love of our life and discarding the love that exists in our lives?

Will we always continue viewing the world with our tarnished mirrors, is it not our responsibility to understand the ‘love’ that other person holds for us.

From an ice cube to an ice cube

How is it that an ice cube in the glass starts to melt due to heat of the ambience, when put back in the freezer in it's cozy, comfort zone...immediate starts to judge the other cubes in glasses to be weak in handling the heat...

At that moment the discussions of pain are too long hence should be cut off immediate....unlike when the cube itself was bearing the beat of the temperature wanted hours of discussion time from friends....

The judgmental powers suddenly activate and are at their best of ability...

How the same harsh judgment on someone is expected to be compassionate, sympathetic love when it comes on self....

BEING IN OTHERS SHOES!! Do we stop doing that when our shoes start to get comfortable.....was the phrase only when our shoes are hurting....

Reality or Denial?

With a friend after loads of convincing from her end, I enter the most exotic party down town. Its her cousin’s birthday bash!

More than a bash, its relatives from all over the town, hence I was pulled in as the savior...

The obvious conversations about birthday wishes very soon took over talks of cancer she is going through.

Looking at her, you wouldn’t believe there is any bug of the dreaded poison in her, as she does more in a day than I do in a week’s time...

Work-MBA-Dance-Horse Riding-Cookery...

To top it all, she is very HAPPY!

But we forget, part time job of the world is to make us UNHAPPY...

Like employees of the devil, due for appraisals, everyone at their best, the only topic anyone could talk was about her cancer...

One of my sharp edged answers to the devils, bounce back this to me – “Today’s generation loves to live in denial, all we are doing is making the girl strong for the final day.”

I agree, they are preparing the girl for the final day, and I must say, are doing a great job, making her live it everyminute!

This made me wonder, the amount of trauma world has gone through, has it made being HAPPY more denial than reality?

Is it that we no more can enjoy, without someone trying to kill it...

 

Its best to live in reality, but if living in reality is living in pain, denial becomes reality...

How about, someone has carved their reality like the small apartments we live in, where there is no space for more than one emotion, and s/he selects happiness over sorrow to stay within.

Yet why do world’s devil try to keep pushing in stuff because others have it, when there is no room for any other closet inside?

Inner Conflict - I

You are totally committed to reaching the goal, you also have the tools, you know what you want – YET, never reach there....

I want to have total free time to myself, but earn a billion dollars...

I want to win an award in classical singing, but never commit to daily practice...

I want my team-mate to take all the responsibilities but not the respect and power I have...

The fun part, you want both ends of the world but never reach even close to one.

The INNER CONFLICT!

How would you achieve even a morsel when you are being pulled in two different directions...

...WHY, WHY do you want this...

Is it because your girlfriend told you, hence you want to lose weight?

Is it because your dad wanted you to be a great musician, hence that’s your goal  but lack the love for music?

You may even achieve this, and there would be success but not fulfillment, and success without fulfillment is failure!

Get rid of the inner conflict, once that is clear, then there is no delay in the action, as the action is now for what you want and not someone else’s needs.

AS THEN THERE WOULD BE NOTHING PULLING YOU AWAY!

Magnets

There are two magnets, Spole and Npole!

They work as a great team, always together, no matter what the obstacles still will remain one...

That’s the story of the external image they carry, but from within...

Spole constantly bothered Npole to change...everything about Npole seemed incorrect...

Secretly praying that he was never with N property....because N is not like him, HENCE NOT GOOD.

Npole on other end wished that Spole was never stuck to him because he doesn’t have the N properties....

They vigorously find ways to make the other one as themselves...

Also, continue blaming the circumstances for bringing them together, which is the reason they are not with the match of similar properties...

BUT! They forget that both are together because of the properties within them selves, NoT the circumstances, NoT the other pole...

If each became the replica of the other, an awesome job is done, a job of conceiving Great Match – BUT, for someone else!

So lets stop working on our next door neighbor, friend, colleague, spouse. Instead enjoy their unique properties, as it is what you lack in yourself!

Hand behind your success...

As they say, “There is always a strong hand behind every successful project” , though I believe a hand behind the project which is in midst of the ocean, top of the wave looking over the next; just like being pushed off a hill on a brakeless bike....needs a hand with much more horsepower.

Stars in the day, sweat dripping off the forehead, butterflies in stomach, trembling of legs....

Each one of us have gone through some situation like this, be it because of love, boss, family, friends....some go through it just because they enjoy living in constant tension...☺☺

Whatever be the reason, each one of us have that strong hand behind, wherein we know just a phone call and without any judgments passed, that hand would show the strength of getting 5 delicate fingers together and punch the situation in its face.

But unfortunately closeness is inversely proportional to appreciation...

The person who shows you the scattered millions of lines on your hand when brought together can hit the situation such that it could create lines of success on its FACE!

But we more than often forget to appreciate that pillar...Today, I would like to thank mine...

PS: Dedicated to Aditi... 

Perfect

The sun is too harsh on my beautiful wings, I do not think I should be getting out to have nectar from the flowers anymore...

The rain water these days has more of pollution than rain, I do not think I should fill up anymore...

The foreigners this season are less, I do not think I should send breeze to the Goan ground anymore...

Do these sound familiar......NO!

Not to me, because no matter what; the butterfly never fails to collect nectar from the flowers, the lakes never seize to fill in rain water, the breeze still blows our mind out (specially if its Goan breeze☺).

Then,

how is it that a job not including dishes from my dream menu...I quit!

how is it that a lover who does not express the love as per my dream menu....I quit!

how is it that a parent not reacting as per my dream menu...I quit!

I admit it is tempting to wish for the perfect job, perfect lover, perfect parent, perfect outfit...but maybe the best we can do is not QUIT and ACCESSORIZE to our best ability of what we’ve got.

One should always remember, there is nothing in milk which turns over night into your favorite ice cream...one needs to accessorize it with sugar, cream, eggs, flavor to fit it perfect  as per the dream menu.

The Coffee Table...

Two hot cappuccinos, sachets of sugar, two cute  spoons....One table, two personnel...Yes the coffee shop I was at yesterday!

Hours of conversation, then the walk back home....made me wonder – the two entities that heard me talk,  was the person on the other side of the table and the table itself...

Out of which I have full confidence in both that the discussion won’t leak out...One because I trust enough and the other because, it can’t.

Still the thought, what is the probability of the conversation reaching someone’s ears with added spice....Am sure the table is not the one who can do this!

Is it that the closest of people we have in life need to be kept a little away from the truth so that in their weak moments, the details don’t go out...

OR is it good to be like tables....without emotions, without break down points, without passion; so no scare of leaking out???

Imagine what would life be then....

Its good to have some trust mixed with a pinch of mistrust THAN no trust at all...

Its good to have some sweet emotions mixed with a pinch of rudeness THAN no emotions at all....

Its good to have brain storming intellectual conversations with a pinch of nonsense talk THAN no talks at all...

Its good to have sweet romance with a pinch of aloofness THAN no romance at all...

Its good to have a passionate person with a pinch of mood swings THAN no passion at all...

I rather talk to a person and live with a percent of doubt for details slipping out than talk to a table....with whom you have 100% assurity but 0% percent involvement...

This is it...

Just when you thought, this is it...

S/He gave his hand to hold on to and helped you crossover,

Just when you thought, this is it...

S/He hugged and assured you that all would be fine,

Just when you thought, this is it...

S/He presented a flower, showing the beauty of life,

Just when you thought, this is it...

S/He gave you his shoulders to cry, reminding you of the care still alive...

Lets once again embrace and give a big hug those in our lives who HOLD us when we are about to declare - THIS IS IT...!

Belief...

I came across the quote by an English poet – Ralph Hodgson - 

“Some things have to be believed to be seen”

Belief – What an amazing word....Every time I hear this word, blood rushes through my veins; swirling, living, dying, lying in wait for the new arrival of a bliss...

What is belief to you...is it just a word to console when things aren’t going right in life....OR....do you live that word EVERY SINGLE DAY...

Beliefs could be different for different individuals – for some which are assurances that your loved one would reach home safe today, some that love of your life would realize your importance, some which say that I will be able to do what I have dreamt of in this lifetime...ONE DAY....it will happen!!

No matter how deep or surface level the belief, it has hell lot of meaning in a person’s life...And I bow to all those who after understanding the ways of life...sinking in the harsh realities of world still maintain the Innocence of Belief...

Did I say Innocence of Belief??? – Yes, Belief is innocent like an adolescent but strong as a warrior, powerful as a king and dramatic as an actor...

One word – has so many attributes to it...then why is it that we have stopped living the beliefs and only churning deeper and deeper in the thorns of 21^st century...

Just like the roller coaster

Just like the roller coaster, which reaches a top speed of 150mph in less than four seconds.... the love for someone to the hate of the worst enemy makes one’s emotional bar go at a top speed of 150mph in less than a second☺☺

WOW!! Have you ever given this a thought...????

Our days are full of such UP and DOWN rides of the coaster driven by someone else....a friend, ex-lover, boss, mother-in-law....the list goes on....

What an irony, we have given the best emotions of our lives in hands of some external factors...!!!

Remember the roller coaster moves UP and DOWN with immense intensity but the control is still in the hands of the guy sitting at the stall.

In the same manner we have the guy within us who has the switch in his hands, whether to let your emotions run at a speed of 150mph UP and DOWN  due to some external factors, or keep them under control no matter what the exterior conditions are.

Would this mean that we become cold humans, our coasters completely at halt??

NOPE, that’s not what I am saying....

Instead program our emotional coasters such that the speed does not run at 150mph or 0mph in seconds, instead the drive is smooth & the ONLY driver that determines its speed is the guy within us NOT any external factors...

As all things that happen gradually...growing of love between two people, the first slow kiss, the gradual sip of coffee, to melting of cheese in your mouth....Each emotion could make you feel a different high when experienced not at the speed of 150mph...

So guys, stop the external driver running the show, and enjoy a new high of life with the keys in your hands...

Faces

Aren’t we all like word documents, our faces filled with the thoughts and words implanted by some one else...Some lovely, some harsh...

With time we become like an artwork created by 20 or 20,000 different artists which have no theme or goal. Imagine how do we look?

Is it worth allowing people to weave various thoughts on our faces & letting it  become a bundle of threads that have no match and hence does not look like a good woven fabric rather a work by an armature designer?

Some faces with dominance woven on them, some with the threat, some with loneliness; these all due to creation of some artist which was not concern about the real outcome of the artwork.

Isn’t it unfair to the piece of art if the artist creating it did not care what it would look like or would just leave it half created for someone else to come and ruin it further.

Which one are you? The work by an armature designer or an artwork by the best creator who puts in his passion and life into creating YOU...Which one you choose to be...